Once friends invited us to drive them out to an Indian Summer party out in the country. There was a big bonfire. While my husband went to park the car, I went inside, saw the refreshments and was told the brownies were MJ laced. Then I went on and talked to some people I knew. A few minutes later I want back for some punch and my husband was standing with a half eaten brownie in his hand. “How many of those have you eaten,” I asked. “This is my fourth” he responded. “Did you know those are Alice B. Toclas brownies,” I warned him. “Nope, but I guess we’re sleeping here tonight” he commented. We slept on blankets by the bonfire. Around noon the next day my husband decided he could drive home safely, but added, “I’m not going to fix the roof today.”
Your husband must have felt like he was on another planet!